She peered out the window:
a VIBGYOR out of reach,
from her monochrome world.
Tag: short story
The Father-Son Bond
Father bought me a shirt
Said it would suit me
Washed and ironed it for me
Made me wear it on my birthday
Asked me to pose for a photo
And then a shaky selfie
Chided me to smile wider
Held the phone a little steadier
Captured his cherished moment
Sent it to all his friends,
Declaring I made him proud.
Voiceless, I made him proud.
The new style
Together they stick:
Gelled hair.
Right, Human?
“You have the right to remain silent.”
Born mute.
Right!
To Love Returnest
“I’m so glad you came back.”
Clutching her translucent hand, he walked into the ocean.
Alone.
The Chaos Within 